It was evening, he went out to the kitchen and stood by the window. One hand was in his pocket, the other holding his whiskey. The weather was nice and calm outside. There was only one lamp burning in the darkness. You were sleepy, you went out to the living room where you can see the kitchen. You see Cory. He heard you come out into the living room. He didn't look at you... "what is it honey?" he asked in a soft and pleasant voice while sipping his drink